terrible sin
have you committed since then that
cant wait till tomorrow to be
forgiven?
Jeanne climbs up on the prayer-stool to be tall enough to
look the Priest in the eye.
JEANNE
I saw a poor monk without shoes so I
gave him some.
PRIEST
Theres no sin in charity, Jeanne.
JEANNE
They werent my shoes. Mine were
too small.
PRIEST
Whose were they?
JEANNE
My fathers.
PRIEST
Im sure hell forgive you.
terrible, throaty groaning.
VALET
If you dont open this door, were going to eat everything.
Therell be nothing left for you. And Im not going to bring you
anything more.
He looks down. From under the door we see a trickle of blood flowing. In horror,
the two men stare at it. The dish of cakes falls from the Cook hand and shatters.
He sets the candlestick down on the floor. Both servants run at t
In Cold Blood Script
Excuse me.
Pa?
You all right, Pa?
-Youre up early.
-I got a big day ahead.
I wish you didnt have to go.
I promised to help this friend.
Goddamn outhouse.
One of these days soon,
lm changing all that.
Damn soon.
You drive careful now.
Young man? Young man.
Im terribly sorry.
Maam, can l have a root beer?
-Anything else to go with that?
-Some aspirins, please.
"Friend P. ca.me
terrible.
Ken is hurrying, Grandma.
Would you do the olives?
Could you do them quickly?
You can use onions, too.
l prefer onions,
dont you, Ken?
Yes! Yes! Yes!
Boy, you must really
love onions!
-Lucy?
-You schmuck! You bastard!
ld like to cut your head off.
Youre upset, right?
You knewwhatd happen!
What are you talking about?
Dont answer me, prick!
You knew! You just didnt
give a shit!
Take your
Vengeance.
The Lord has forgiven you.
You also must forgive.
You go forth to a country torn apart by civil strife.
Thank you, Reverend.
Lend your hand to the work that yet remains.
That this war may end.
And the plague of slavery, that brought this confergration down upon us ...
...vanish forever from the earth.
In the second year of the great civil war...
...when the irish brigades marched throu